Lent 8

Impossible God, the cut-down stump in the yard that has been dormant for years is blooming: with a fresh coat of moss and a lively ant colony busy within its roots. I am ever amazed by the diverse manifestations of “new life.” Perhaps another tree stump has cracked open for a tender green branch to sprout; but this stump has found growth in the decaying process itself. So many snapshots of resurrection, and I am challenged to be available to the impossibilities for new life that may arise this season.